Chapter 7: I Lived…?

It was a morning like any other.

The only problem was that my body was a little more uncomfortable, with bandages wrapped around my entire body.

After that, things started to get resolved quickly.

Yuria came in as a new maid, and it’s been a few days since the incident with the sl*ve trader.

There seems to have been a lot of rumors going around in the meantime. I heard from the old butler that the knights were talking about how I threw myself to save a mere maid.

‘…It was something the original Ian would never have done.’

As far as I remember, Ian was a ruffian among ruffians.

There was no record of him being kind to the servants of the mansion, and he treated sl*ves, who were not even treated as human beings, even worse. To the extent that he beat a sl*ve to death while exercising violence.

Because of that, for a while, there were rumors that the Britina family was a brutal place that cut off the limbs of sl*ves and hung them on the gate to dry and kill them.

Not only that, but he continued to commit various illegal acts, to the point where even the Inquisitors began to frequent the mansion, tarnishing the family’s face.

In the end, even the merciful Rachel developed a grudge against Ian, and he came to be despised by all the servants of the mansion, including his siblings.

‘But…’

Now, 1/10th. So about 10% were reconsidering that thought and started to show a good impression.

As proof.

[??? Johanson is interested in you. Favorability returns from – to 0.]

[??? Yus is interested in you. Favorability returns from – to 0.]

[??? Laquine is interested in you. Favorability returns from – to 0.]

[??? Yuria’s favorability reaches over 40.]

[Status: Liking, Worry, Possessiveness.]

With that action, I succeeded in raising Yuria’s favorability to over 40.

-Knock, knock.

I hear a familiar knock.

“You may come in.”

As soon as I Permission, Yuria entered with the old butler, whose hair had turned white.

Tightly clenched fists.

Pursed lips and blinking eyes.

The woman’s appearance was beautiful. Unlike other maid outfits, the many frills that decorated her body and the perfect size, as if it were tailor-made just for her, clearly revealed her slender waist and ample bosom, and a black mole was visible through the black see-through material, as if sweat had formed in her cleavage.

Yuria, adorned like a piece of art, appears before me.

It would be impossible for a maid to dress up like this.

Thanks to her unparalleled face and the old butler’s skillful decorating skills, this collaboration was completed.

“I’m Yuria, the s-sl*ve who will be working from today.”

She blushed and spoke as if she was very ashamed of the title attached to her name, which was quite fitting, so I couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Yes. Are you feeling okay?”

“Ye, yes… Thanks to you, I only suffered abrasions.”

…Only abrasions.

My bones were broken. The power of race is truly undeniable.

“From now on, you must bring greetings and meals every morning. Yuria.”

The old butler, who handed Yuria a note while taking notes, seemed to like Yuria quite a bit.

And with good reason. In Ian’s surroundings, where there were no proper maids, a girl who had just turned twenty with the talent of a final boss was helping with the work, so it was impossible not to like her.

Even if she was just told to organize this in the warehouse, Yuria adapted to the work in just a few days, to the point where she could be entrusted with the majority of the warehouse work.

“Hmm…”

From organizing ledgers, cleaning sculptures, tending to the withered garden, and learning to cook, it is said that she has become so skilled that there would be no problem even if Yuria was put in charge of the morning meal every day.

In other words, she could do the work of 20 maids alone, let alone being a s*x sl*ve.

‘I didn’t think she would adapt this much after just being unconscious for three days.’

I feel like giving a standing ovation.

But there was something else I had to teach Yuria.

‘The one thing I’ve been holding onto since I came to this world.’

It was to teach Yuria magic formulas.

Should I start with… mana breathing?

With her clean physical characteristics, being twenty years old is just the right time. It’s also the time when mana is most likely to awaken.

Yuria, who was tilting her head while looking at Ian, who was smiling to himself, tilted her head.

“Master? Would you like me to attend to you tonight…?”

Her voice was slightly trembling.

Ah, right. You’re a s*x sl*ve.

I forgot for a moment because there was so much to do.

In my opinion, using Yuria for her original purpose right now would be foolish.

Rationally speaking, if I attacked Yuria at night, who has a trauma towards nobles, I might be found torn into three pieces the next morning.

It was clear that it would hurt Yuria at the very least, and it would render the 40 favorability I had worked so hard to raise meaningless.

Therefore.

‘I have no choice but to push her away here.’

I grabbed her shoulders, acting as a merciful noble as much as possible.

“There’s no need for that.”

But.

Unfortunately, as if that wasn’t the right answer.

-Thud.

A silent shock.

The old butler barely managed to catch the plate that Yuria had dropped while holding it still.

Yuria’s complexion instantly turned cold.

The eeriness of a girl who seemed so innocent, just coming to receive praise, but staring up at me without answering.

The look in Yuria’s eyes, staring at me with hollow eyes, was ominous.

It was an intuition that a bad ending prompt might appear if things continued like this.

First, I turned my head to the old butler to make a place for just the two of us.

“…Could Sir Harzen leave for a moment?”

I sent the old butler, who had been watching the situation with great interest from the side, out of the room.

That bastard.

Was he aiming for this?

While expressing my hatred towards the old butler who had left the room, I heard a voice.

“Do, does Master not like me attending to you at night…?”

As she slowly raised her head and examined my reaction, I had to maintain a poker face.

“Oh, no! I definitely want you to attend to me at night.”

Ian hurriedly changed his words.

As he spoke urgently, I had the illusion that Yuria, who smiled slightly, was wagging her tail like a cunning fox.

“Hmm… Is that so?”

“Y, yes! I definitely need you.

That’s why I risked my l, life to protect you, didn’t I?”

I managed to come up with an answer by racking my brain.

Flinch.

The tail of the fox, which reacted greatly to the words that I had saved her life, wags.

“…Th, that… Yes. I’m… grateful… Master, gulp.”

Yuria, flustered by the close proximity, bit her tongue.

Fortunately, she was still a young, naive fox, not yet a fully grown, seductive vixen.

‘If she had that figure and those breasts and tried to seduce me…’

Honestly, I didn’t have the confidence to resist.

“Yuria.”

“Yes?”

Yuria, who was wiping the window, turned around with a questioning look.

It was a surprisingly calm demeanor for a 20-year-old woman who had been talking about attending to me at night just a moment ago.

‘…It wasn’t all an act, was it?’

It’s a problem that a genius like Yuria could easily consider.

In an awkward atmosphere and an ambiguous situation.

Words can easily slip out in such situations.

“Are you… hiding something from me?”

Creak.

Yuria’s hand, which was wiping the window, stops.

Then she slowly put her hands together and shook her head.

Ah, she is.

“It’s okay. I proved that I would even give up my life for you. What are you afraid of hiding? I’m starting to feel sad.”

“Ah, ah… no…”

A dejected winter fox.

I pulled Yuria’s shoulders with both hands and made eye contact. Then, Yuria looked up at me with a puzzled look again.

“Then it’s a deal. I’ll tell you one of my secrets, so tell me yours.”

Prick.

The fox’s ears perked up.

Thinking it was a worthwhile deal, Yuria hesitated for a moment, then put down the rag and raised her arm.

Her index finger pointed to my nose.

To be precise, it was the hole through which I breathed.

“?”

Looking down at the twitching spot with a puzzled look, I touched it.

“”Ah.””

So that’s why my nose was bleeding.

So that’s why she was glancing at me earlier.

Yuria had started to absorb a very small amount of blood and then stopped.

“…Do you want to drink blood?”

“”

Yuria was silent.

She was a girl with many traumas that she wouldn’t talk about for various reasons, so I tried to get as close as possible while being mindful of my status.

“You can be honest with me. Don’t be so wary. I’m worried. Are you uncomfortable or do you dislike me?”

“….! N, no… I’m not.. Ah, gulp.”

Yuria, who bit her tongue again, shed a tear.

It was said that she was known as a perfect ice queen in the mansion. I had no idea why she was acting like this only in front of me.

When I gestured for her to come and sit on the bed, Yuria got off the chair and knelt beside the bed.

“I, I like Master.”

“You like me?”

“But I can’t drink your blood… I, it hurts…”

Yuria couldn’t continue.

I had no idea what the reason was, but there must be another reason.

“You don’t think you can do it yourself?”

Nod, nod.

But I couldn’t just leave it like this.

I don’t know how much blood a vampire needs to be satisfied, but first I wiped the blood from my nose.

“Lick it.”

No.

“Suck it.”

Yuria, who was listening quietly, flinched her shoulders, blinked her eyes, doubting her ears.

Of course, it wasn’t an order to lick around my nose.

It was an order to lick the ‘hand’ that was soiled from wiping it.

I might have seemed like a bit of a madman. I secretly worried that Yuria might dislike me and observed the situation.

“…Gulp.”

But Yuria, as if possessed, grabbed my hand and started licking it.

She wasn’t licking it normally.

She was savoring it with all her heart, extending her pink tongue long from top to bottom. And then she put her index, middle, and ring fingers into her small mouth all at once.

“Gasp.”

Tears welled up in her eyes, but she seemed to enjoy it as she savored my fingers.

For me, who had never experienced this kind of physical contact in my entire life, and whose only experience was the caresses I saw in adult videos, I couldn’t stop my second brain from standing up due to Yuria’s pure sensuality exuded from just her hand.

“Phew.”

Fortunately, even after the blood on my hand disappeared, she licked it for about 5 more minutes and then took out her index and middle fingers from her mouth.

My hand dripping from her open, triangle-shaped mouth and tongue.

The downward gaze and the extended pink tongue stimulated me.

Saliva from Yuria’s mouth stretched like a thread from my index finger and then broke off.

Heaving, heaving, Yuria, who had become enchanted as her eyes turned red, opened her lips.

“I, I… enjoyed it.”

Yuria was. In a different sense, she had a satisfied look on her face.